The Love of One Who Was Lost

Atop the roof I sit and stare all day I mop and mop and mop because you are not here The blue birds come and chirp and chirp away The tears run down my cheeks; you are not there The blue birds fly away from me: neglect I feel the wary road come to an end The thoughts of you spin in my head, collect Another turn in the sorrowful bend You are my flower and my pretty gale You brighten my day and make it okay When walls are crumbling and dark and pale You the bird of paradise at bay I love you more than any words can speak I love you as the highest mountain's peak

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